Like a rolling wheel, Old Zhong was kicked and tumbled out.
Xu Fan ignored his affected wails and turned his head to look at Zhong Xingyue.
This guy was, after all, Zhong Xingyue's father. How to deal with him, Xu Fan decided, was a decision to be made by Zhong Xingyue.
"This guy, life or death, you make the decision," Xu Fan said, looking at Zhong Xingyue.
"I..."
Staring intensely at Xu Fan, Zhong Xingyue opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
She knew very well that no matter what decision she made at this moment, this man would help her achieve it.
Father? Zhong Xingyue gave a bitter smile and shook her head.
To call the scoundrel crawling on the ground "father" was simply to insult this sacred word.
Since birth, he had never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.
A complete family, shattered because of his gambling addiction.
